The morning winds are cold
And everyone knows it’s winter
For the sun turned his face away
from us for a moment
Nothing in this world can enclose it
I grab my windbreaker
And start getting ready as a winemaker
Cause I know they are many
Who drowns their sorrows
In a beer mug
But I’m always here to give a hug
So fill up my cup bartender
Cause this morning all I do is surrender.